If you had loved someone and hadn't hooked up because they were a player, would you give them a chance if they wanted you? Would you trust your heart to someone who could break it?
Tammy Mannersly's latest release features a gorgeous billionaire who sets his sights on his first love and best friend. You'll want to grab your own copy to read again and again!
You can’t hide from destiny….
Callum Hawthorne is one of those lucky guys who seem to have it all. He’s a wealthy property tycoon, the CEO of his family’s company. He’s handsome, intelligent and charming and has a gorgeous new woman on his arm every week. But there’s one thing still missing – the love of his life, Lucy Spencer.
Fourteen long years ago, Lucy left for college and cut off all contact with Cal, leaving their mutual friend Madison as his only connection. That was until in his effort to save his deceased father’s beloved Gold Coast property, The Calypso, Cal contacts Insight Marketing, the best advertising firm in Melbourne, and discovers his Lucy among the team.
Successful marketing executive, Lucy Spencer had managed to avoid her ex-best friend for nearly half their lives. Fearful of trusting him, loving him and having her heart broken all over again, Lucy tries to keep her distance from him, but discovers that there is a fine line between love and hate, and maybe – just maybe – Cal could be her inescapable destiny.
“Are you going to keep staring at me like that the whole way?” Her sharp growl dragged him free of his mischievous thoughts. “Because it’s creeping me out.”
Cal had to chuckle at that. He was almost certain it was doing nothing of the sort and if anything, seeing the way a light blush had pinkened her cheeks, she’d obviously been enjoying his gaze as much as he was relishing looking at her.
He shrugged. “I haven’t seen you in a long time, Luce. What did you expect me to do?”
She threw up a hand. “Well, not look at me as though you want to eat me for one.”
Cal had to laugh at that. He’d known he’d been watching her hungrily, there was no denying it. “Maybe if you’d come sit closer to me”—he rubbed a hand over the bare, black leather of the cushioned seat beside him—“I wouldn’t have to stare at you so much.”
She quirked a brow as though in accusation and then gave him a curt, sardonic smile. “I’m fine here, thanks. Really.”
Cal struggled not to laugh again. He’d really missed their play fights, her stubbornness and his going head-to-head. He’d always enjoyed a good challenge, but this time he knew it was a little different. This time they weren’t playing for fun, he was playing for keeps.
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